Ou Mucen didn’t expect her to be so wild. They had just met, and she took the initiative , which really surprised and caught him off guard.
He had initially considered her physical well-being, and he was restraining himself!
The sudden bite on his lips made him "humph" in pain, just like a cat snuggling in his arms coquettishly, accidentally scratching him.
He was finally stirred into a fiery state, feeling her lips without any pattern, yet still surprisingly soft and tender, and the heat in his body grew stronger. So he pulled her hard against himself and launched a fierce counterattack, seizing her lips wildly.
She really thought he wouldn’t touch her? He was still upset!
For the past two days and nights, he had been searching for her, nearly going crazy without eating or sleeping. She really thought his fury would dissipate so quickly.
So instead of letting go, when she seductively approached him, he scooped her up horizontally and carried her to the bed, urgently pressing down on her, and his kisses rained down densely.
Ye Ning was placed on the bed, her heart fluttering!
It wasn’t their first time being intimate, but it was her first time to seduce him.
Placed on the bed, the man’s kisses overwhelmed her, mixed with a strong male scent and a faint mint flavor, hot and domineering. Out of control, he pried open her mouth, and the soft, wet object barged in roughly, making her wince.
This damn man, she was just a little proactive, does he really have to retaliate by tormenting her?
Ye Ning gradually found it hard to bear, but at this moment, the man had already wrapped his big hands around her body, swiftly and fiercely, tearing off her nightgown in a few moves.
He himself didn’t know when he was completely unclothed!
"Mm... better not... we’re at someone else’s place."
Now saying this? Isn’t it too late?
The man above felt it, paused, "Does it hurt?"
Ye Ning’s chest heaved violently, her eyes wide open in the dim light, looking at the man pressing down on her with restrained anger.
Of course... it hurt!
But when she saw the man holding her down, his delicate features tight, and his slightly dark eyes filled with raging red, yet due to her shout, those eyes halted there, only a faint redness at the corners remaining, she couldn’t help feeling a touch of compassion.
"You... be gentle..."
She was really embarrassed to say this. After blurting these words, her face flushed red, she buried her head in his chest, not daring to look up at him.
The man, hearing such words, actually leaned down and laughed lowly at her chest, "There’s no way around it, your husband’s naturally born this way!"